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Dark Kisses
Part 1
The candles were placed everywhere lighting the ballroom like a gigantic jewel, a sapphire, an emerald. It was perfect. Couples twirled about the dance floor. Light music floated up to the second balcony where a dark figure stood looming. "You look pale." a voice came from the shadows. Zechs twirled around to see a flash of white teeth in the shadows, sharply pointed canines. "Go find your self a pretty, young one." the figure stepped out of the shadows. Sharp blue eyes stared curiously at him. "You have to feed, don't deny it. You haven't drank in days." said Treize. Zechs spun angrily around, "There's no need to, I...." A comforting hand settled on his shoulder. "Look, that one right there..." Zechs stared at where the gloved finger pointed, "Perfect...." Treize whispered. The woman, jet black hair and pale skin, like a porcelain doll, encased in satin and lace. Her lips lightly rouged for an evening of entertainment. Good wine and dancing. Her dress, for the occasion, a pale blue with a cream under dress powdered with embroidered roses. Her bodice tightly encasing her breasts and showing off her smooth, white shoulders. Zechs longed to rub his palms down her perfect shoulders, to feel her shudder in ecstasy as she succumbed to the delicious pain he would bring her.
He felt the blood lust rise in him. It would be that one. He had to have her, tonight. She turned in time with the music and her dance partner. Zechs walked down the stairs leading to the ballroom. Actions betraying the inner excitement he felt. He came down to the ground floor, the music had stopped. Her dance partner had left and she was taking a glass of wine from one of the caterers. The red liquid, flowing into her mouth, down her throat. The music started again, a slow waltz.
"Would you care to dance?" Noin looked up at the man in front of her. She hadn't notice him approach. He was magnificent. Long, almost white hair fell carefully over ice blue eyes that looked like the had been chipped from an iceberg. His long hair was tied back with a black ribbon. He didn't wait for her answer as he pulled her into his arms and led her out onto the dance floor. Noin gasped as his hand found hers and the other slid to the small of her back, resting just above her derriere, pressing her closer. He expertly twirled her across the dance floor where other couples were blissfully dancing. Noin closed her eyes and let the her partner guide her through the dance. She inhaled carefully, the scent of his cologne. It was arousing, making her dizzy.
The music continued, 1,2,3....1,2,3.... Noin sighed as the both spun in perfect time to the music, never missing a step. She could fell the hand resting on her lower back start to creep slowly lower until his fingers were splayed over her behind and only the heel of his hand rested on her lower back. Noin looked up in surprise as his hand carefully clenched her curved behind. "Excuse me?" she said in shock as he pressed closer. In their blissful dance, Noin had failed to notice that he had skillfully led her into a small lounge adjoining the ballroom. It was furnished with frightfully expensive damask chairs, soft carpet. His hands were on her shoulders now, softly kneading the tense muscles. "Please...stop" Noin whimpered as he pressed his lips against her jaw line. "I've wanted you for so long, Lucrezia...would you deny me my pleasure?" he whispered into her ear before kissing it. She shuddered against him. His hands where on her hips now, pulling her against him. "Please..." he begged. Noin moaned as his hot breath swept across her ear. "Let me love you...." his kisses moved up her jaw line. Pressing soft lips against her cheeks. "Yes...." was her reply. He smiled against her skin. He had not expected it to be so easy. She was a strong woman, he had expected retaliation, but here she was, sighing in his arms.
"Not in here." he said as he pulled away from her and led her up the stairs, towards his bedchamber. He moved through the shadows with her, careful not to let anyone see them, lest they guess what the couple was sneaking around for which seemed quite obvious. He led her into the room. Candles were already lit, the fire was already a blaze. Her full skirts made a soft swish as she walked across the carpeted floor. Noin observed the the surroundings. She swore the room was made of gold. The candles made a golden haze throughout the room, glinting off the silver candlesticks and the gold gilded mirror above the fire place. A bed was placed in front of the fire place. The posts were made of cherry wood, carved in spirals reaching towards the heavens. From the posts were draped cream coloured and gold gauze curtains. The sheets, which were also a cream and gold colour were satin.
Lithe fingers swiftly undid the tiny pearl buttons that fastened the dress at the back. His lips were on her earlobe again. Arousing her with painstaking accuracy.
"You know what I like, don't you love?" she whispered as he ran his hands down to her hips, pressing her against him. She could tell he was just as aroused as she was, his arousal pressed into the small of her back. She gently rocked her hips back, rubbing against him. She was rewarded with a low groan. His hands tightened their grip, stopping her teasing. He placed small, quick kisses on the nape of her neck, making her moan his name. His hands slid around to her front, pulling her bodice away and gently molding her full breasts in his hands. Noin gasped as he rasped his thumbs over her nipples, the soft flesh puckering at the touch.
The dress slid down her legs and pooled on the floor in a pile of satin and lace. She wasn't wearing anything underneath it. She turned around and swiftly undid his cravat, tossing the white silk to the floor with the rest of the clothes. Her lips were everywhere, hot and insistent. Her hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, pulling it off. He pressed against her, leaning her back. Her hands tangled in his hair, loosening from it's confines as he pressed his lips against hers. Her mouth opened almost immediately, rubbing her tongue heatedly against his own. He backed her against the bed, watching as she sat on the edge, slithering back to lay on it her legs spread. He undid his pants, letting them fall to the carpet soundlessly, with the rest of their clothing. He looked down at her. Her eyes were hooded with her long, dark eyelashes, she gazed heatedly at him, his dusky seductress. Her kiss swollen mouth was parted slightly in a small pout. She closed her eyes and reached her arms above her head, stretching out her body. Her eyes fluttered open, and he felt the ache between his legs throb painfully as she moaned his name and whispered, "Come to me...."
She felt herself grow wet as he kneeled over her body, never touching her. She never thought it would be like this...with him, a soft pale angel hovering above her ready to take her as his own. He lay down against her, 'flesh to flesh' he thought as she huskily moaned his name and placed feather light kisses against his cheek. He closed his eyes and sighed, it was taking all control not to just pin her down and ravage her white throat until she fell limp in his arms. Instead, he occupied his mouth with hers, twinning his tongue erotically with hers. She moaned into the kiss and moved her hands through his hair, untying the black ribbon and letting the pale silk drape down his back. Her hands continued down his back, trailing her fingertips down his spine. He shivered and shifted against her, his arousal pressing against her white thigh. He broke the kiss and pressed his lips to her smooth neck, feeling the rapid pulse under the thin skin. It wouldn't take much to pierce it. The blood lust rose to the surface again but, he carefully suppressed it. It would do her no pleasure to bite her now.
Her soft hands travelled downwards, lightly stroking his arousal, making him groan against her neck. He pressed his lips against her own in a heated kiss and let his hand move downwards cupping her down covered mound gently. He released her lips as his fingers stroked her gently. She threw back her head against the pillows and moaned his name huskily as his fingers slid into her. He closed his eyes and groaned at how wet she was, how hot and tight she felt. Her hand had long forgotten its duty and had fallen to clench the satin sheets. He increased the pressure, feeling how her wetness increased. His hand was soaked with her juices. Her head tossed back and forth on the pillows and she moaned his name in a wanton manner. He felt her body start to tighten, her hips were now lifting with the motions of his hand. He felt her muscles clench erotically around his fingers and he felt a warm rush against his hand as she orgasmed. "Milliardo!" she cried. Mouth opening wide before setting into a tight 'o'. Her breath came in rhythmic little puffs. He looked up at her. A blush had bloomed on her soft cheeks.
"So beautiful...Lucrezia, you are amazing" he whispered against her ear, not minding that she was still drifting down from the impossibly high climax. She moaned and opened her eyes, "Milliardo?" Noin whispered as his lips found hers, cutting off any stray questions. His hands slid up to her breasts. She pulled away from the kiss and let her head fall back as he fondled her. She whispered his name repeatedly as his fingers traced her nipples, rubbing the soft buds until they were hard and puckered. He sat up and paused. Her legs were spread wide, ready for him. Her gaze was dangerously hooded again. She let her eyelids drift shut as her fingers lightly made their way down between her legs. He almost lost all control right there as she rubbed her fingers against herself and moaned his name.
Zechs pulled her hand to his mouth. Gently suckling on the fingers wet with her juices. He released her hand and placed himself against her opening. He kissed her softly and pressed the probing tip of his arousal into her. They both drew together in one breathless moment, he was sheathed deep inside of her, up to the hilt. He felt her muscles flex, straining to encompass him. Noin moaned as he with drew and kissed her neck. Her hands were against his back, holding onto him for dear life. He kept the rhythm slow, withdrawing then pressing all the way into her, gently flexing his hips against hers, increasing the friction.
Her head tossed back and forth on the pillows that were drenched in the perfume of her hair. Her moans came freely, she didn't care who heard them. Zechs moaned as her muscles clenched tightly around him. She arched her back and pressed her hips against his. She was lost, she was his now. There was no way of escaping. Her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she moaned his name. He increased the pace. He wanted her to come soon, so he could take her, sink his teeth into her neck and hear her cry out his name in both pain and pleasure. Zechs pressed his lips against her ear and whispered, "Come for me Lucrezia....come now love..." Almost as on cue, her whole body shuddered and she cried out his name. He pressed his lips to her neck, sinking sharp teeth into her ripe flesh. He heard her cry his name, but that was very far away now. He felt her blood rush into his mouth, the warm sticky fluid lined his throat and stomach. It pounded through his ears. He heard her heartbeat, hard and frantic, like a scared fawn. "Milliardo! What are you doing?!" Noin's voice cleared through the haze the blood lust had created. Zechs pulled himself away from her. "Lucrezia..." he took her hand in his own and placed it against his heart. Pulling her hand away, he placed it on her own left breast. "See..." he whispered, "two heart beating as one." He kissed her forehead. "Sleep now love..." Noins eyes flutter closed and she snuggles against his chest as sleep claims them both, the soothing sound of his heartbeat lulling her to sleep.
Authors Notes: Just to let you know, I am a huge Anne Rice fan and a fan of vampires in particular. This fic was very heavily influenced by the vamp anime series, Night Walker, which, I may add, is the best vamp anime series EVER! I kinda mixed the scenes from Anne Rice's 'The Vampire Armand' where Armand and his master ravage the beautiful Bianca, and the scene from Night Walker when Shido reminisces about the past and they show a scene where Shido and his master (Cain) are both drinking the blood of a helpless woman, all gloriously naked. Vampire series are always so ecchi. It's great! Oh, yeah, if you didn't like Zechs as a vampire, I'm sorry. I thought he would make a good one though, since most male vampires are hopelessly bishonen.
